Gideon winced at the mention of sending it to London. The idea of a customer, a particularly pretty one, going to his brother for aid was not something he was all that fond of. Not that she'd have a clue of the rivalry. She sounded like she'd talked herself out of the idea but to be safe he said, "I know owls ate still getting through the fog but with that crack, you certainly risk irreparable damage sending it so far in questionable conditions."

Hoping that would be enough to dissuade her, he shook his head slightly and smiled. "No imposition at all," He responded easily enough, "I'll set it aside in the back right on my work table where i can't miss it."

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